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Hogwarts: Please Graduate Soon

After transmigrating to the world of Harry Potter, Wayne awakens the "Chaos Demon King System." As long as he creates chaos and breaks school rules, he will get rewarded. Thus, Hogwarts enters its most lively period ever. Dumbledore: A student life without breaking rules is incomplete, but Wayne... please, tone it down a bit. McGonagall: I thought the Weasley twins were unbeatable, but Wayne is even bolder than them! Professor Sprout: Since he arrived, the Hufflepuffs have turned into honey badgers. Snape: Azkaban! He should've been sent to Azkaban! Voldemort: Forget about the Chosen One! I just want to kill Wayne Lawrence—right now, immediately! Wayne shrugs helplessly: I'm just a bit lively, why do you all keep rushing me to graduate from here? ---- This is a translated novel. Read all translated chapters at cloudruntl . xyz

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Hogwarts, Please Graduate Soon, Ch 57.5

Hermione said nothing, and Wayne took the opportunity to ruffle her fluffy hair, feeling quite pleased. He had wanted to do this for a long time, but the previous relationship didn't allow for such familiarity, and he hadn't found the right moment. Now seemed just right.

 

To his surprise, Hermione didn't seem to mind at all; she even shifted a little closer to him, moving nearer to Ron.

 

"So, what should we do now?" the young witch asked glumly. "With my low magical power, what else can I learn?"

 

"It's not that you have low power; it's just at a normal level," Wayne corrected her. "Normal young witches usually learn the Iron Armor Charm in their fifth or sixth years."

 

Hermione lifted her head. "And what about you?"

 

"Me? I learned it before school." Wayne said, and a gentle invisible barrier spread around Hermione. This display not only showcased wandless and soundless magic but also his exceptional control over spells.

 

"How about that? Pretty cool, right?" Wayne raised his eyebrows, boasting a little.

 

This only frustrated Hermione further; she was already feeling down, and Wayne was rubbing salt in her wounds.

 

"It's not fair! We both come from Muggle backgrounds; why do you have such talent?"

 

Because I am a hack. Wayne thought to himself. With an SS+ level talent in Dark Arts defense, there were hardly a few individuals in history who could surpass him. Although the system didn't provide specific ratings for other characters, based on Wayne's estimates, only legendary figures like Gryffindor, Slytherin, or Merlin could reach SSS level—Dumbledore wouldn't even qualify.

 

With such extraordinary talent combined with the luck of card draws, Wayne's Iron Armor Charm had already reached an advanced level, making it easy to wield. Since Hermione couldn't learn the Iron Armor Charm for now, Wayne decided to teach her some other spells, such as the Savior's Happy Charm—Disarming Spell.

 

It was simple, practical, required little magical power, and flew at high speed, making it difficult to defend against. For most wizards, losing their wands meant they were no different from Muggles.

 

With a wave of his hand, nearby wooden dummies floated over, holding various miscellaneous items. "First, let's improve your success rate with the spell. Remember to control the direction from which the opponent's wand flies away. Then, practice your accuracy, and only after that should you focus on casting speed and range."

 

After organizing everything for Hermione, Wayne sat down to read. Meanwhile, he pondered if there were opportunities to draw items that could enhance Hermione's magical power. However, he knew it wasn't something to give her now; he would wait until she matured and was sure she wouldn't run away before presenting the gifts.

 

Inside the Room of Requirement, Hermione recited the incantation…

 

The sound didn't stop. She was holding her breath, determined to show Ron that she was more than just a memorization machine.

 

Time ticked on until five in the afternoon, and Hermione's voice was becoming a bit hoarse. She could no longer extract any more magical power from herself, and that's when she finally stopped.

 

Wayne took out a vial of concentration potion and handed it to her.

 

"Drink this and get to bed early tonight, or you might have trouble waking up tomorrow," Wayne warned. "When you practice on your own, don't push yourself as hard as you did today. You need to save some of your magical energy, understand?"

 

Hearing Wayne's concerned words warmed Hermione's heart; she smiled brightly and carefully cradled the potion in her arms.

 

This bad guy is actually quite thoughtful.

 

Wayne also smiled and reached out to gently ruffle the little witch's fluffy hair.

 

So soft!

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